Pillow Talk

[Intro]

Uh

[Verse 1]

Both hands on the wheel

Shades on, you know it's real

Me and my bitch smoke and kill

We at the top, so we know the deal

My niggas got no chill

And we don't pop no pills

We just get money

Ain't tellin' on myself cause one of these niggas will

Pillow talking with me as your topic

These niggas funny than a muhfucker

Remember days I was broke

Then I seen it all come together

Good clothes for the bad weather

Good dope in my lungs

Surprisingly, this is what they wanted for me

It's room in the safe, so we ain't done

[Interlude]

I'm talkin' 'bout gangster-gangster

Real gangster shit, gang-gang, nigga

Gang over everything, we been doin' this shit

Fuck wrong with you lil' niggas?

Ain't shit changed, it's the motherfucking gang

Don't get gang banged on, and we rollin' up them planes

Taylor!

[Verse 2]

Gettin' checks in my sleep

Livin' my dreams, so I'm wide awake

Feel bad for the nigga Meek

I stay out of trouble in my hideaway

Might drive the foreign ride today

Might tell my driver he could drive

Started small, now we smokin' out the turkey bag

You a [?] turkey, these is hunting grounds

I'm the reason your son's serving pounds

She say my voice get her moist

We turn boys to men

Now we mentor you little boys

Treat the foreign whip like a toy

Or I'm pullin' up in my six-fo'

Rags to riches, killin' these niggas

Throwin' the body bags in ditches

[Interlude]

I thought I told you niggas, the gang ain't gon' stop

It don't matter what y'all niggas do

It don't matter what y'all niggas say

It don't matter how much y'all niggas copy our style

We the originators of this shit

It's the motherfucking gang

And if you forgot, we here to remind y'all niggas

Fuck wrong with y'all niggas, huh?

You bitch! Pittsburgh, Taylor Gang, Young Khalifa

Fuck you, and your stupid ass rules

Young bitch

Young ass nigga, hahaha